haechan is always so cute when he wears those thick-rimmed glasses that it kinda just makes me wanna ruin him. imagine him looking up at you with pleading eyes and those cute glasses tilted on his face while you ride him. it’d be even better if he’s all messy, tears falling freely and his brain all muddled because all he can think about is you and how badly he wants to cum.
i NEED to hear ur thoughts on this.. it’s been a wip in my drafts for like a week i’m going insane
THIS BUT WITH NERD!HAECHAN. i need to sit down and take a breath... everyone stand back. part 2 part 3
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“my pretty boy, what’s wrong?”
you know what’s wrong, you’re teasing him. you’re on his lap, slowly riding him as he tries to hold back cries and whimpers. his head is tilted back, his neck practically begging to be kissed. you lean forward, pressing soft, wet kisses all over. he gives up on holding back his sounds, whining out to you as he grips tightly on your hips.
“please,” he lets out a choked whimper, “just wanna cum, wan’ you to let me cum.”
he tilts forward, trying to kiss you. you move out of the way, laughing at how he tries to chase your lips. your hand grips his face, cooing at how he looks up at you with his pretty eyes. he looks dazed, already so fucked-out with just you on top of him. you haven’t even given him what he really wants, just grinding down your hips as he twitches inside of you.
“mm, it feels nice like this, though. you feel so good inside of me.”
he nods, eyes fluttering shut as you clench around him. he can’t beg, taking what you give him without complaining. he never thought this would happen, never thought you’d fuck him like this. all the nights he’s spent fisting his cock to the thought of you can’t compare to this, even if you’re practically ignoring him. he lets out a shaky breath, his blunt nails digging into the skin of your hips.
“won’t you tell me how bad you want this, my pretty baby?”
he fights off a moan, biting the inside of his cheek before he speaks, “want this so bad, thought of you so much and i just- just wanna cum.”
“aw,” you pout, “all you wanna do is cum? thought you wanted to hang out with me, too.”
he quickly shakes his head, sitting up a bit more straight, “n-no! i do! i like you so much, i want to be with you, want you to fuck me!”
a wry smile appears on your face, “that’s all i needed to hear, baby.”
you almost pull off of him before slamming your hips down. he lets out a loud cry, his hips chasing yours as he tries desperately not to cum so fast. he can’t let this end, can’t let the sight of you on top of him go. you look down at him with hooded eyes, your gaze and how good you feel against him making his face go hot.
his glasses become foggy, the sight of your teasing smile getting lost behind the fog. he whines out in embarrassment, the back of his hand reaching up to messily wipe away at the fog. he shoves his glasses a little too hard, too focused on how your warm walls suck him in deeply.
you laugh out at his crooked glasses, cooing as you fix them, “you’re so excited, so excited that you're drooling and being all clumsy.”
he nods, not trusting his shaky voice. it fails though, feeling your thumb press against his mouth, swiping at the drool that’s slipped out. he wasn’t even aware he was drooling, your body pressed against him being almost too much for him to handle. he can feel your nipples against his chest, his back arching to meet press harder against your chest.
your thumb traces his bottom lip, “suck.”
he listens, two of your fingers sliding into his mouth as he swirls his tongue around them. you’re all over him, he wants to stay like this forever. he might just be a little too obsessed with you like this, taking all that you want from him as he sits there, allowing you to do whatever.
your fingers slide out of his mouth, opting to trail under his shirt, moving to his chest. he lets out a loud whimper as he feels your wet fingers toy with his nipples. he can’t help how his hips stutter against you, the stimulation becoming too much. he can feel how tears begin to build in his eyes, pleasure consuming him.
“doesn’t this feel so nice?” you realize he’s not listening to you, watching him moan freely as his hands grip your thighs. you slow down your pace, grinding down on his cock as you try to ignore how his tip hits your sweet spot. you pinch his nipple, his chest arching into yours as he almost cums on the spot.
“pay attention to me,” you whine, “or else i’ll make myself cum on your cock and leave you here all by yourself.”
he lets out a shaky breath, “s-sorry. it just feels too good, you fuck me so good.” his eyes look up at you, losing focus as he sees the grin on your face. he has to tell himself to pay attention, tries to refocus as your hips begin to bounce against him again. the sound of skin against skin, the harsh sting of your nails digging into his skin making his cock twitch. he loves it all.
he realizes he’s crying when you press kisses against his cheeks, tongue swiping out to lick them up. you can feel his warm breath fan across your face, whispers of your name filling the little space between the both of you. when you lean back, his eyes bore into yours, “can i please cum? wanna fill you up…”
you smile, hand reaching up to wipe a stray tear off his cheek. you clean his glasses for him, wiping them against his shirt before placing them back on his nose. he thanks you, hips pushing inside of you, trying to remind you what he really wants. you move his hands back to your hips, feeling how he grips at the flesh, taking you all in.
“i’ll give my baby whatever he wants.”
you hear him whisper out a small thank you as you move faster, feeling how restless he’s become. he doesn’t care about how loud he’s being, doesn’t care about how much he might seem like a desperate loser right now. none of it matters when you’re here right now, your eyes watching his face, drinking up all his sounds.
when he realizes he’s close to cumming, he moves his hands up to your waist and pulls you close to him. his eyes look into yours before deeply kissing you. it’s messy, tongues moving against each other as drool slides down your chin. you can feel how hot his face is, imagining how his glasses are probably fogged up again.
you don’t care, feeling his hands reach for whatever he can grab as his hips rut into yours as he cums inside of you. spurts of cum shoot into you, his cock twitching with every movement you make. he’s moaning into your mouth, trying to fight off the overstimulation as you cum around his cock, fueled by his pretty moans and face.
he tries to push at your hips, but they move on their own as you ride him. his spent cock twitches inside of you, the pain bleeds into pleasure as you fuck yourself onto him. he can feel you slow down, pulling out of him. he realizes that it’s all over, suddenly wanting you close again. he moans out, “don’t want this to end, want you here, wan’ you to use me whenever. please, please don’t go.”
u may not have asked for sub vampire haechan but i present sub vampire haechan... may contain vampire inaccuracies (i watched twilight once) (i also wanted to use the gif so bad its so funny we love u haechan)
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you watch as haechan’s eyes follow you from across the room.
he’s been staring at you more than usual today, which is to say, practically the whole day. it’s not out of the ordinary, your loving boyfriend is always attached to your hip, but it seems different today. when you see his tongue wet his lips, you realize what he wants. he bites down on his bottom lip, watching little fangs poke into his skin. you smile to yourself, calling out to him.
he snaps himself out of his daze, an embarrassed smile plastered on his face. you make your way over to him, tilting your head, exposing your neck, all to tease him. you watch as he swallows hard, his pupils dilated as he looks at you. it takes every ounce in him to not bite down on your neck right there.
you inch closer to him, your chest against his as you stare into his eyes. you move to his neck, pressing small kisses on his skin. his eyes flutter close at the feeling, his hands quickly moving to grip onto your hips. what he doesn’t expect is to feel you bite down on his neck. he moans out, his cock twitching in his sweats at the feeling.
his eyes are glazed over when he looks at you, his hips grinding into your thigh. he’s already hard, panting out at the stinging feeling from the bite.
“guess i’m the vampire now, huh?” you chastise.
“wanna taste you, can i? i’ll just bite once, please- might go crazy if i don’t.”
you pretend to contemplate his words as your fingers trace over the bite mark you left on him. you can feel him shudder under your touch, his cock pressing harder into you. you smirk, “well, i can’t really say no, can i?”
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he’s sat against the headboard of your bed, your body on top of his as you ride him. he’s overwhelmed, moaning as your warm walls wrap around his cock. his hands are splayed across your ass, moving your hips to grind down onto his cock. he can feel how hard your heart is racing, how your eyes watch him with amusement.
drool slips past his lips, wanting so badly to bite down on your neck, onto anywhere you’d let him, just to taste how sweet you are. you’re teasing him, surrounded by your scent, the thrumming of your blood, your tight cunt, and he can’t take any of it. he reaches forward, head tucked into your shoulder as he licks against your pulse point, his hips stuttering against yours.
you tug on the strands of his hair, away from your neck as you smile at him, “what do you think you’re doing?”
he whines at pain, cock twitching inside you, “thought i could- i thought you said i could?”
“could do what?” you say, feigning confusion as you grind your clit down on him.
he can feel your walls clench around him, his head tilting back as he tries to stop himself from ramming his hips up. he feels his face heat up, “wanna feed from you- need it so bad.”
“really?” you taunt, “my baby didn’t tell me how bad he wanted to?”
“wanna do it! need to do it, you taste so good, just- please.”
his neck is practically begging to be kissed, so you lean forward and press soft kisses to his skin. he’s whining out as you mark his neck, kisses following right after. when you reach the junction of his neck, you bite down once again. haechan’s hips buck up into yours, whimpers filling the air, “i-i’m gonna cum, fuck, i’m gonna cum!”
you pull back and watch in amazement as your boyfriend eyes shut, hips bucking up into yours as he fills you up. you haven’t even cum yet, but you start slamming your hips onto him, the sound of skin against skin filling the room. you can feel his cum seep out of you, slipping down onto your sheets as you fuck him.
“so sensitive, ‘m so sensitive, h-hold on!” haechan’s hands grip onto your side as he tries to push away from you. it’s all so much, and yet all he can think about is biting down on that one spot onto your neck. his cock is aching, but he can’t help but fuck into you, the overstimulation making him mindlessly moan out.
“you’re so much stronger than me, could flip me over so quickly if you wanted to. yet here you are, crying under me, begging just to bite.”
he whines out a fuck, once again trying to reach out to you. you place a hand over his mouth, stopping him altogether. you can feel his warm breath against your palm, his eyes pleading at you, whimpers muffled behind your hand. you’re close, watching haechan fall apart under you, feeling his drool coat your palm.
he reaches a hand toward your clit through the daze in his mind, messily rubbing circles, begging for you to cum. all haechan can hear is the pounding of your heart, the lewd squelch of your cunt, and his thighs slapping against yours.
you quickly remove your hand from his mouth, your chest pressing against his as you beg out, “gonna cum, want you to bite me when i cum, c-can you do that, baby?”
his eyes roll to the back of his head, struggling to focus on you just from the thought of tasting you. he hesitates slightly, your bleary eyes watching his fangs near your neck. you're rolling your hips down onto his twitching cock, ready to cum again. “are you gonna mark me? gonna show everyone how needy of a boyfriend you are?”
he nods, tears pricking his eyes as he sinks his fangs into you, piercing your skin. it stings, but it quickly turns into pleasure as he licks up your blood. he’s moaning, you taste so fucking sweet and he can’t help but cum again, overwhelmed by your presence as he drinks your blood.
through your daze, you feel him fill you up. the mix of the bite and his orgasm triggering your own, grinding down on him as he messily laps at your neck. he’s wrapped his arms around you, caging you against him as he feeds from you. there’s no one else that he’d rather do this with. you feel so warm against him, feeling how your heart pounds with the love you hold for him.
when you ride out your orgasm, he has to pull away from you to fight the overstimulation. he’s taken away from your sweet taste, and through bleary eyes, he watches some blood trickle down your shoulder, looking too enticing. he lulls forward, tongue swiping out at your skin. he looks cute like this, his eyes peering up at yours while he laps at your skin.
you can’t help but feel something when you see him this obsessed with you. your walls lightly clench around him, and he lets out a whine at the feeling. he presses one kiss to the bite mark before looking at you with a tired expression, “how can you still be horny after all that?”
“how could you not? aren’t you supposed to be like, super strong and stuff?” there’s a teasing smile on your face as you begin to grind against him, enjoying how he seems to struggle between fighting and falling into the pleasure. he gives up, moving your hips against his as he lets out small puffs of breaths. you press a kiss to his neck, “let’s not forget how you came so quick when i bit you.”
he chooses to answer with a high moan, feeling your warm breath on his skin. he wants to feel you mark him, leaving bites all over, just to show that you own him. he whispers a small please, begging you to give him what he needs.
you lick at the junction of his neck, “think you might have more of a biting kink than i do, right?”
